You know, usually I'd say I also don't like to think of my man with another woman.
But here's a weird upside one, maybe you can work it out for me. A couple of months after breaking up with my last boyfriend, I started having fantasies about men that I found attractive (that I knew to some degree, or had known, or that I just saw casually in the street), and having sex with two at the same time. Usually that's not my thing as I'm a pretty loyal kind of girl, but there was a window there where I really couldn't care and just wanted to have more than one at once...at the time I remember feeling quite liberated by the fact that I didn't feel possessive. Sadly that feeling went away after a while. Anybody else had that?
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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